Love Overcast // (ManxMan)

=Fla•1•me=

            

[Skylar]

*~*~*

I was a shadow.

Behind the warped lines of raindrops on glass,

Like my contorted vision of love;

Confused by my previous perception,

Never really understanding,

That there is more to love than just what -

I have towards my family.

*~*~*

In the end, I only got 2 hours of time to be with myself.

Lance Gunnolf. Sounds like a foreign surname, Lance is a cool name though, it's like one of those long stabby things that ancient people used in wars. "How has your day been?" Lance asks nicely, he looks too young to have a child in primary school. But anything can happen, as long as they are doing fine, I'm happy for them.

"It's been pretty cool, I was just clearing my head at the pool. Pretty boring Valentine's day for me." I shrug, the silence of the hallways is actually quite creepy, and the echoing footsteps and wind is even worse. Speaking of wind, it's still cold out, and I can't wait for it to warm up here, it's getting quite frustrating to wake up in these temperatures. I just want to be a bed burrito and sleep for a couple hours more.

"Oh. I'm sure you'll have someone to spend time with one day." He says, his voice isn't too deep but it has a melodic twang to it. I like him, he looks like a kind person.

"Are you filed into your nephew's legal guardian's list?" I look at his confused face then frown, "I'm not allowed to hand your nephew over if you aren't on the list unless we ring his legal guardian." All of a sudden, he starts smiling, a very shy smile with a tiny flash of his perfect teeth.

"Oh no no. My nephew is the interning librarian, we live together so I had to come pick him up for dinner." My mouth forms an 'o', clearly misunderstanding what just happened. It makes a lot of sense, even though I haven't spoken to the new intern I know he's around here.

"Oh, that's fine then. I love the library, it's so spacious and quiet all the time, and they have a little section that plays Disney shows during recess. It's super cool." I have to admit, this school is prestigious and privileged, I'm glad I can work in a such beautiful and lovely environment.

I stop speaking for a moment, when I decide to open my mouth to speak again, I trip forward on a tree root. If it weren't for the hand that flies forward to catch me, I'd be swimming in snow. Out of the bottom of my lash line I catch sight of a keychain dangling from his jean pocket, a cute little Pikachu sleeping on a Pokéball. "Oh sorry! I didn't mean to be clumsy." I quickly stand so he doesn't have to hold me up any longer.

"All good. You like it?" He holds up his phone with said Pikachu on top. I nod quickly, I love Pokémon, they are adorable little things. I wish they were real. "I love the show..." He admits timidly, scratching his freshly groomed stubble.

"Me too! I don't have the newer games but I love those too." His eyes light up, mine too. It's not often that someone grown up likes childish things like this. And for the rest of the walk to the library, we talk about all kinds of kiddy hobbies.

I learn that he is a model, he's 2 years older than I am at 26 years old and he's soon going to graduate university with a Masters in Engineering. From what I understand, the course is way longer than my Diploma of Education and Master in Fine Arts. He loves cartoons just like me, Adventure Time is his favourite.